Lyra’s shop is engulfed in blue flames. And the most shocking part is...water cannot douse it off as Odin caught sight of the nearby residents trying to put it out with water to no avail. The blue flame is still raging with its destruction. “No...Lyra!” he called out and ran towards the shop as fast as his unstable legs can. Destruction is all he sees. The blue flame keeps on devouring anything within reach. The contrasting feeling of hot and cold continued on assaulting his skin as he looks around, calling out for Lyra and hoping that she somehow survived. He went around the shop, desperately looking for Lyra or any of the fairies within the area. Among the bustling flow of people evacuating, calling for help and trying to stop the fire, Odin raked his eyes and used his senses as much a

